Chapter 127: After a Great Disaster Comes Great Fortune

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The information was very simple. The current size of his dantian space had expanded under the illumination of the Light of Enlightenment, but the change was not permanent. Although it was now ten times the size of his acupoints, this only applied to his current level of strength.

At present, his cultivation followed the Acupoint Growth Method. He was at the first acupoint of the fourth stage of the Pseudo-Core Realm. In other words, before he broke through this level, the dantian space could indeed store ten times the magical power contained in his acupoints. However, once he broke through the fourth stage, he would lose this advantage.

That was because his acupoints would also break through along with him. The dantian space was connected to them and would naturally grow as well, but its upper limit had already been fixed. Naturally, it could not break through that limit.

Therefore, no matter how much he expanded his dantian space now, the moment he broke through, it would immediately be restricted by the immense power of the three hundred and sixty acupoints. It would be forcibly returned to its original size.

However, this did not mean there was no way to solve the problem. The information mentioned that if a massive amount of energy were available, he could use it to alter the connection between the acupoints and the dantian space, making the effect permanent.

Put simply, he could change the original rule that made the dantian space equal in size to the acupoints and establish a new upper limit.

After receiving this information, Zhou Yi decisively stopped expanding his dantian space. Energy? Was that not the one thing he had in abundance?

That was what he thought at the time. Once the thought passed through his mind, Zhou Yi immediately took action. Using the method obtained from the information, he converted the energy and slowly engraved the rules anew, establishing an upper limit for his dantian space.

It had to be said that the amount of energy required to redefine the upper limit and engrave the rules far exceeded Zhou Yi’s imagination. During the process, even the enormous river of energy drawn by his marking of the information of Heaven and Earth was beginning to feel the strain. That alone was enough to show how much energy was required.

It could be said that of all the tremendous energy in the river he had recklessly summoned this time, sixty percent was used to solidify the information of Heaven and Earth within his acupoints, twenty-five percent was used to re-engrave the rules of the dantian world and establish a new upper limit, five percent was used to cultivate the Art of Heavy Mountain, and only the remaining ten percent was used for his breakthrough.

By now, the river of energy had been completely exhausted and disappeared. Everything had finally settled.

At present, his realm was the first acupoint of the fourth stage of the Pseudo-Core Realm, while his dantian space was ten times the size of his acupoints. It was not that he had been unwilling to write in a larger capacity when setting the upper limit. The energy required for every additional increment was simply astronomical. Even with the vast energy contained in the river, Zhou Yi could not be certain how much it could support. By his estimation, writing in ten times the original size was already close to the limit.

In the fourth stage of the Pseudo-Core Realm, each acupoint was like a palace capable of housing one hundred thousand years of magical power. Since his dantian space was ten times the size of his acupoints, he could now contain ten times one hundred thousand years—in other words, one million years of magical power.

This was already the level of strength belonging to the fifth stage of the Acupoint Growth Method’s Pseudo-Core Realm.

However, that was only his strength under completely ideal conditions. In reality, although Zhou Yi could now contain one million years of magical power, the enormous river of energy had vanished after barely managing to support the completion of the newly engraved upper limit.

As a result, despite possessing such vast capacity, he did not have the corresponding magical power to fill it.

At present, the magical power he possessed amounted only to that represented by the single Heavy Mountain formed when he first cultivated the Art of Heavy Mountain—namely, one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred years.

He opened his attribute panel. His current strength was immediately laid bare.

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Name: Zhou Yi
Cultivation: One million two hundred thousand years
Magical Power: One hundred and twenty-nine million six hundred thousand years
Energy: 230,320
Cell Count: 9,999 (Second Transformation)
Cultivation Art: Art of Heavy Mountain (First Layer)

Because he had panicked at the beginning, Zhou Yi had poured almost all the excess energy into his cultivation in one go. As a result, his cultivation now exceeded the maximum amount of magical power he could actually possess.

As for his energy, the crisis had finally been resolved, so there was no longer such an urgent need for it. Quite a lot remained.

Looking at the figures on the attribute panel, Zhou Yi nodded in satisfaction. Although he had suffered greatly this time, seeing such an increase in strength made it worthwhile.

“This cell count… It really should break through!”

Zhou Yi’s gaze fell upon the number beside the cell count, and a thought immediately arose in his mind.

As his strength continued to rise, the level of his cellular transformations had gradually fallen behind. It could no longer keep pace with him.

Take this crisis, for example. If his cells had undergone a higher level of transformation—not much higher, merely one additional level—then according to his calculations, he would not have faced so many difficulties or found himself repeatedly hovering between life and death.

Based on the changes following the third cellular transformation, the efficiency with which his cells converted energy would naturally rise to another level after the transformation. The quality of the energy produced would also improve, and the upper limit of the amount of energy he could contain would increase accordingly.

With all these changes, the crisis might still have existed, but it certainly would not have been as miserable as this one.

“But…”

His thoughts reached this point, and Zhou Yi could not help sighing inwardly. Cellular transformation sounded easy enough, but actually carrying it out was troublesome. First, he had to find one hundred points of energy instantly. Second, he had to provide enough time for the transformation.

One hundred points of energy was not a problem for him now. When the river of energy had existed, he had possessed more than enough.

But providing time for the transformation was practically impossible. On two occasions during this period, he had possessed sufficient energy, yet lacked the time.

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Earlier, he had been surrounded and roasted by the black flames and violent winds. Now, he had nearly been burst apart by the river of energy. He had never lacked energy, but he had always relied on his cheat ability to walk a tightrope at the limits of survival. What he lacked most was time.

At those moments, if he had dared to stop and undergo cellular transformation, the black flames and violent winds would have burned him to ash, while the river of energy would have burst him apart.

How could he possibly have dared?

Now, he had time—but no source of energy.

“The road ahead is long and arduous.”

After thinking for a long while, Zhou Yi finally let out a faint sigh and returned to his senses.

“Sea!”

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw Song Hai staring at him anxiously. After a brief pause, Zhou Yi smiled from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing him smile, Song Hai smiled as well. Earlier, while cultivating the Art of Heavy Mountain, he had suddenly sensed that something was wrong with the surrounding environment and immediately awakened. He had then noticed that something was wrong with the aura surrounding Zhou Yi.

Although nothing had manifested physically, Zhou Yi gave him an instinctive sense of danger that made his heart tremble.

Song Hai immediately understood that Zhou Yi must have encountered some kind of danger.

Alarmed, he had watched Zhou Yi anxiously while desperately trying to think of a solution. Before he could come up with one, however, Zhou Yi had opened his eyes beneath his worried gaze and smiled at him.

In an instant, Song Hai’s tense heart relaxed. Judging from the situation, the danger should have passed.

“Yi…”

Having set aside his worries, Song Hai saw that Zhou Yi had awakened and smiled as well. He opened his mouth to say something, but suddenly saw a beam of light flare from Zhou Yi’s body.

“Sea…”

At the same time, Zhou Yi saw a blade of light flare from Song Hai’s body.

“What’s happening?”

“What’s happening?”

The same thought arose in both their minds. Before they could even finish thinking it, the two of them were enveloped by the light. Their figures instantly blurred, and they vanished from where they stood.

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